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Its raining here this morning

Oh its raining raining raining here this morning
As I sit in jail and hang my head in shame
With a smile I try to greet each early dawning
But they've given me a number for my name

Mary a little raindropps are fallin close to me
Makes the streams and rivers just as muddy as can be
Its raining raining raining here this morning
As the Mississippi flows on to the sea

How I wish that I could see my little darling
And hole her in my arms just as before
I used to tell her every day I loved her
But now she doesn't love me anymore

She knew that I was guiltless of this one crime
And said that she'd be waiting there for me
But she has found somebody else to wander
Where the Mississippi folws on to the sea

Its raining raining raining here this morning
And I am just as weary as can be
I wish that I could follow all the raindropps
Down the Mississippi toward the silver sea

But there's no way to prove that I'm not guilty
So I will have to suffer all the shame
Go and tell her for me little raindrops
That they've given me a number for my name
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